Zukin's Dream Journal! <3

helen it's time to die

15 years of age with long black hair
living in a mansion, mother's dead. and her mother too.
there's so many little doors but when I touch their handles
dead voices scream in my ear dont be opened!
like alice in wonderland
alice with knives
voices start screaming in my ear
helen, it's time to die!
I don't know where the voices are coming from
maybe, the little doors will hold the answer
I open the door and walk down the stairs
it's flooded, I dive beneath the water
into endless hallways of black cats
I come to a room
where the dead are having dinner
my grandmother, a shriveled black skull
the dead tell me
helen, it's time to die!
we are starting a revolution
where the dead will rise
an army
playing cards blow around our table
spades hearts clubs diamonds
I see visions of their suicides
blood
we need a virgin